yup! - yung gravy lyrics
[intro]
oye
mamita rica, che madame
pa’ que lo goce
¡ajá!
[chorus]
light them blunts up when i walk in the building (ooh)
gravy gettin’ buck every time i get up in it (ayy)
always pull up with a plethora of women (of them women)
i be like, “yup, b*tch, that’s how i be livin'” (ayy, ayy, ayy)
and your b*tch say, “what’s up?”
ayy, she tryna get it (ayy)
“gravy, let me f*ck,” ooh, i’ll consider (ayy, ayy, ooh)
i ain’t bust a nut in the last thirty minutes (ayy, ayy)
so i say, “yup, baby girl, i’ma hit it”
i’ma hit it, baby
[verse 1]
ayy, don’t you f*ck with me, buddy, you could meet the fockers
when i pop it off, call me orville redenbacher
i be cookin’ up, i’m the young betty crocker (ooh)
gravy piped your mom again, wow, what a shocker
hannah montana, i got thе juice, i got the fanta
i got the juicе, like a banana
i got the juice, like tropicana
i make gas, i got gelato
i’ma splash, i’m like a bottle
got pizazz like it’s my motto
i’m tryna pull up on nelly furtado and them i’ma smash
gravy got your puta, she sittin’ in my jacuzzi (ooh)
i think i need a few more
yeah, and if you got the henny, pour it up
[chorus]
when i walk in the building (ooh)
gravy gettin’ buck every time i get up in it (ayy)
always pull up with a plethora of women (of them women)
i be like, “yup, b*tch, that’s how i be livin'” (ayy, ayy, ayy)
and your b*tch say, “what’s up?”
ayy, she tryna get it (ayy)
“gravy, let me f*ck,” ooh, i’ll consider (ayy, ayy, ooh)
i ain’t bust a nut in the last thirty minutes (ayy, ayy)
so i say, “yup, baby girl, i’ma hit it”
i’ma hit it, baby
[verse 2]
yup, she said yup, i said yup
i pull up, i clap, yup, yup, yup, baby (i’ma hit it, baby)
and if that b*tch can clip her seat belt on the first try then she ain’t my type (i need a thicky)
gravy need a b*tch with an ass so fat that it makes it hard to live her life (godd*mn)
and i’ma get the bands even if i don’t want to
if you smell like black & milds, baby, i don’t want you
gravy got the drip and the cheese like i’m fondue
all of y’all been on one, congrats, b*tch, i’m on two
she call me papa johns, i got the sauce, baby
get the f*ck off my lawn, now get lost, baby
b*tch, i feel like boss baby mixed with jack frost
eighty b*tches in my crib, goin’ through ’em, randy moss, baby
[interlude]
ooh, p*ssy
gravy
woh
hombre, no nací bailando
¡ajá!
[chorus]
light them blunts up when i walk in the building (ooh)
gravy gettin’ buck every time i get up in it (ayy)
always pull up with a plethora of women (of them women)
i be like, “yup, b*tch, that’s how i be livin'” (ayy, ayy, ayy)
and your b*tch say, “what’s up?”
ayy, she tryna get it (ayy)
“gravy, let me f*ck,” ooh, i’ll consider (ayy, ayy, ooh)
i ain’t bust a nut in the last thirty minutes (ayy, ayy)
so i say, “yup, baby girl, i’ma hit it”
i’ma hit it, baby
[outro]
muchacho
gravy está duro de verdad, ¿eh?
woh
hombre, no nací bailando
¡ajá!
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